Nick's P.O.V
I wrap the towel around the lower part of my body and exited my adjoining bathroom, entering my room. My girlfriend laid on the bed, using her phone.
"I thought you were gone." I said looking at her.
She looked up at me from her phone. She smiled gently. I gave her a confused look. Then I realized she was staring at my abs. I smirked.
"Hello?" I said.
"Oh..um...yeah...I wanted to go with you to school." She answered.
I smiled wider.
"You like em, huh? My abs?"
"Uh... N..no..I don't" she answered laying back on the bed.
I chucked and added,
"Liar! Anyways get dressed Lisa, we're leaving soon."
"I'm already ready Nick."
"Whatever."
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We hopped into my green Ferrari. I started the car and drove to school. Finally, we arrived, and we walked out of the car onto the grounds of Rusea's High School.
I am the most popular guy in school, though I'm black. There is also a group of white boys, the kings, who are popular as well. But on the other side, I'm the black popular guy and I love it that way.
I bumped fists with my school mates and hugged girls.
Soon I saw my niggas Joe and Michael.
"Sup dawg" i greeted them.
"Nothing much nigga" Replied Joe.
"Bright Monday morning, huh?" Added Michael.
"Yeah" I replied.
I turn to see my girlfriend staring at the kings. I spin her around facing me. Anger plastered on my face.
"You like them, huh? You wanna go fuck them? Fine! Do it! Bitch!" I shouted.
"Nick come on!" She said.
I hissed and walked away with the boys.
"Let her go man. Remember you have Sasha" Joe commented.
"That girl Lisa is a living slut" I said calmly as we walk inside the class.
The girls gasped when they saw us walked in. Some screamed, some said my name.
We sit at the back of the class.
A cute brunette entered the class room. She walked to the empty seat in front of me, pushed out her breast and her ass in front of me and sat flipping her hair backwards.
I smiled, knowing she did that for me. I leaned in behind her.
"You're so sexy. Whats your name hottie?" I said against her pierced ear.
She turned to look at me with a smile and added,
"Its Lydia."
She flipped her hair.
"Number?" I responded staring at her breast she pushed out.
She wrote it down in my palm and turned around.
I look at my niggas who gave me a thumbs up.
I sit back in my chair waiting for the boring lesson to start.
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Changing the bad boy
RomanceNick is the school's and community's bad boy. He And his small amount of gang members, Joe and Michael, commits their life to robbing, killing, getting laid and hurting girls. Nick shows no respect to anyone, neither his own parents, until when Mic...